I am Rumil, an elf and Marchwarden of Lothlorien. I am the youngest of three brothers, both of whom are also protectors of the Golden Wood. I speak little Common Tongue, but I am trying to learn more.

((Independent LOTR RP blog for Rumil. I track the tag rumiloflothlorien. Artwork by Nyangsam))

Titta Lótë
Rúmil of Lothlórien

artaresto:

Let me take you, I will be gentle.

*becomes a little frustrated already, groping his clothes*

[Done playing nice. Takes his elbow and rams it into Orodreth’s stomach, freeing himself from the other’s grasp Tempted to knock him flat on his ass, but refrains]

If you ever touch me like that again, it’ll be my knife in your gut instead of an elbow. Do you understand, or do you need a demonstration?